[WebYoung] Shyla Jennings, Karlee Grey (Want My Cookies) free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

When teen Karlee Grey’s girl scout sister gets sick with the flu, she agrees to sell cookies on her behalf. Karlee dons the girl scout uniform and goes door to door with no success, eventually landing upon the home of Shyla Jennings. Lucky for Karlee, Shyla wants all the cookies and invites Karlee inside for respite from the cold. The girls are hanging out of Shyla’s bed when Shyla reneges on her promise. She already swore she’d take Cathy’s cookies, so Karlee tries to guilt trip Shyla into clearing out her stash. Shyla makes her a deal, she’ll take a box of cookies for each item of clothing she removes. It takes a bit of convincing but Karlee takes off her hat and her sash. Then she unbuttons her blouse. Once she’s out of her dress she feels quite relieved. Shyla ropes her into taking off her bra and panties by whipping off her dress and getting naked too. With both girls on the bed in their birthday suits, Shyla sniffs Karlee’s neck and leans into kiss her. She suckles Karlee’s big natural boobs and encourages her to lean back on the bed. Karlee parts her legs and shows off her thick bush. Shyla goes down on her pussy and makes her cum, then she scissor fucks the girl scout. Their boobs jiggle as their hips rock, pressing their wet pussies against each other. Then Karlee sits upright and tribs Shyla till she cums. Then she licks Shyla’s clit till she cums on her face. The lesbian teens ravenously feast on each other’s meaty slits in 69, convulsing till they detonate juicily into their mouths.

0
0

04.03.2023
8
0

Same as [WebYoung] Shyla Jennings, Karlee Grey (Want My Cookies) Videos

Shyla8217s encounter 2

Hi. This shyla and here i am with my second encounter.i hope you all enjoyed ”shyla’s encounter-1” on iss, where my best friend’s husband fucked me. Now the second one- i always had an fantasy for old men, who are married and has kids. 54 years old mr. Ashrav was my dad’s business partner. He was divorced and got 3 kids, who live with their mom. Mr. Ashrav has always been a playboy and it was well known in the community. I met him several times in some parties and he came to our home several...

Susan JenningsChapter 8

The special Court of Inquiry convened on February 1 at the Federal Court House in Los Angeles. Vice Admiral Adams was annoyed to find that the press was present in force. This was beyond his experience because first, military courts usually convene on military posts to which civilians do not normally have access, and second, because there is usually no civilian press interest at all. After Adams called the Court to order, the letters of appointment were read and the Law Officer announced that...

Susan JenningsChapter 9

Finally Jack addressed the court and said, "Gentlemen, I have here a list of seventy-three additional witnesses who are prepared to testify similarly. Admiral, you did not believe Susan Jennings could have been crucified. There are thirty-five more witnesses who will say that she was and testify that they saw her dying on that cross all day long. Of course, the testimony is highly repetitive." With a deprecating little smile he asked, "It may be presumptuous of me, but may I ask the Court...

WebYoung

Web Young! No site on the Adult Time network will lead to a typical porn review. Especially not since the porn studio recently merged all of their channels into one … creating one convenient membership price and area to allow you to access any of their content. This means that whether you’re looking for the hottest lesbian action from channels like Mommy’s Girl or Web Young, or you’re really into seeing girls’ asses get ravaged by giant cocks and might be more into Anal Teen Angels or Asshole...

Premium Lesbian Porn Sites

Susan JenningsChapter 5

The press began to arrive at the estate shortly before the appointed hour. Ginny was pleased to see that two of the network-affiliated Los Angeles television stations had sent out film crews. Moreover, in addition to the usual motion-picture industry reporters, there were a few from the regular news desks. Chairs had been set up on the pool terrace for the conference. A rostrum with a microphone was set up in front. Taking her position there, Ginny opened the session. "Good afternoon,...

Salvation Ch 11 Amy Jennings

just knew that she had to spend some time alone with her. Greta had developed a real passion for abusing and punishing little girls in her position as governess and Amy Jennings was now about to find out just how much. She had mentioned this to Alice a while ago, but it wasn't until now that Alice decided the time was right. Still angry that Amy had interrupted her much-needed orgasm, she arranged for Miss Foulds to spend the afternoon with the girl in one of the private...

Susan JenningsChapter 7

It was mid December now, and Susan's bandages had long since disappeared. She was moving freely now that the pain from the embedded bullets was gone. Moreover, she and Ginny had continuing competitions in everything from weight lifting to tennis, to swimming, to golf. The love and mutual respect between the two beautiful young women was a delight both to them and to everyone with whom they had contact. All of Ginny's friends knew the story well and they all rejoiced in the way Susan had...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 16 O say can you see

Walker: “A rabbi, a priest, and a Lutheran minister walk into a bar.” Pilar: “Is this some kind of joke?” Walker and Pilar, holding hands, bowing, “Thank you, thank you. This ends our Kansas City engagement.” xxxxxxxxxx Douglas ‘Duke’ Arlington. A new trial, his second, for the murder of Gustav Hindenburg in Ft. Payne, Alabama. Different courtroom, different judge, different jurors, different defense attorneys. New evidence. Ned Daniels and Hilary Dunne would reprise their prosecutor...

Susan JenningsChapter 3

Rick Jackson was passing his secretary's desk when he heard her say, "I'm sorry, Miss Jennings. Mr. Jackson is not taking your calls..." He stopped short and screamed, "Don't let that person hang up! Is that Susan Jennings?" "Yes it is," Annette Richardson replied in a bored tone of voice. "The silly thing has been calling for weeks. All she says is that she knew you in Vietnam, but she would not tell me what she wanted to speak to you about. I told her you had no interest in...

Susan JenningsChapter 4

The next morning Rick initiated a pattern that he continued for the following week. He just continued to heat more chicken soup and feed it to her. Between times she slept, often with him in the bed beside her. Although it might have been his imagination, Rick felt that Susan slept much more soundly when he was lying next to her. He came to love the feeling as Susan would almost awaken, rub her body against his, and then relax again back into a deep sleep when she found he was still beside...

The God Pill Winter JenningsChapter 6

St. Luke’s Hospital. I gathered myself. Too many people, helpless to do anything but wait. I went to Autumn, “Take Walker and Pilar home, I’ll call you the second there’s any news.” My sister, for once in her life, didn’t argue. I told Bear, “Thanks for coming, but it’ll be hours.” Mayor Tom Lynch said, “I’m so sorry, Winter. Senseless. Tell me what I can do.” I smiled wanly, “Go. You have a city to run. Daddy will make it or not.” Bulldog, put a hand on my shoulder, just as he had when...

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 9 A Pitying of Turtledoves

The police responded in under three minutes; two ambulances right behind them. One of them said, “Gun!” and I felt, but couldn’t see, one cop grab my shoulder bag where he removed the .38. The other one cuffed me, hands behind my back. Morales and I were rushed to University hospital. I ended up on the second floor of the Critical Care Tower. Morales was in the same building, but in the burn unit. When Suzette aimed at me, I had ducked my head and squeezed my eyes shut. That helped, but my...

American Nazis Winter JenningsChapter 2 New Business

In order to come up with the down to buy BaBoomz, (hey, up with the down!) Vanessa and I have to divest ourselves of our shares in four American solar panel distributors. In sub-Saharan Africa. But it had become time to sell anyway. Gertie explained the evolving situation to us over drinks at BEAR’s on Broadway, “The fucking Chinese are everywhere. They finally started manufacturing their panels in Africa. So it was just a natural extension for them to move into distribution.” Louie-Louie...

The God Pill Winter JenningsChapter 3

Robert ‘Bobsy’ Atwater, as part of his three-patent sale to Hayes-Harris, the venture capital company, became an employee there. He wasn’t a partner, but he was one of seven on the Executive Evaluation team. He sat in on presentations from individuals and companies looking for investment capital. Hayes-Harris took small fliers and big risks, tiny positions and majority ownership. They provided money when they were interested. And money, expertise, guidance, even personnel, when they were...

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 11 A Bouquet of Pheasants

On a hunch, Clint asked his Vanguard counterpart in Boise to go through the old surveillance videos before the raid on the Gunther compound in northern Idaho. A raid clandestinely approved and funded by Senator Harper Wainwright. And orchestrated by his chief of staff, Constance Grayson. And field-directed by Matt Striker. Boise called back the next day. Winner-winner, chicken dinner! Martin Folsom again. That tied him to two American Nazi compounds. And also made me start reconsidering...

Dark Voyage Winter JenningsChapter 10

Damien Hirsch had a good little racket going for himself. Not that little either. Contractually, he was to be paid 15% for every tour, expert, auction, he booked. Thanks to my superior investigative skills, well, the Sullivans’ tip-toeing through the digital backwaters, we learned he was enjoying close to a 40% baksheesh. His guides, lecturers, auctioneers, received one set of invoices and receipts, The Globe another. The right hand didn’t know what the left foot was doing. Hirsch, fairly...

The God Pill Winter JenningsChapter 9

“You’re so vain You probably think this song is about you You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you Don’t you? Don’t you?” One sunny Saturday morning, out of the blue, Vanessa reached across the kitchen table, took my hands, and recited her rendition of Mr. W. H. “You’re my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I know that love will last, we’re forever strong.” Walker beamed with pleasure. Pilar...

First Do No Harm Winter JenningsChapter 14 Inside Man

Once Fowler started babbling, it became almost anticlimactic. Bear started the video recorder and even Fowler’s voice seemed to have lost its resonance. He confessed without emotion. He answered every question — no longer defiant, no longer any vitality in his voice, his posture. Mr. November was resigned, had given up. The last call he’d made, to Ryder and Mologna — “It’s her. Do it.” — turned out to be an order for them to go back to Richmond. To tear the Barbara Reynolds apartment to...

Cookies

Marla, my wife of three years,and I were staying at my son's house in Albuquerque for a couple of weeks. My wife had just left to visit her parents across town. I was in the living room reading a book when the doorbell rang. I opened the front door and encountered a woman, probably mid-thirties, standing there with a big smile on her face. She held out her hand and said, "Hi, my name is Linda." I told her my name was Peter. She continued, " My daughter and I live just down the street from...

Girl Scout Cookies

Well it's fund raiser time again for the Girl Scouts and as you know, they go door to door selling their cookies. This is my first time at trying to sell my cookies, and I'm not having much luck. I've tried a couple dozen houses in my neighborhood and have found that someone from another troop has already been there. I was feeling rather defeated as I walked up to the last house within walking distance from my house. It was an older home and I knew that an older man lived here because he...

Little Debbies Girl Scout Cookies

(Part One) Cookies Stepping from the shower, I caught a reflection of my nude body in the full-length mirror on the back of my bathroom door. I'd always wished I was taller than my 5 foot 9 inches, but I had no other regrets about the muscular build of my masculine 30-year-old body. Unconsciously, my eyes lingered for a minute on the stiffened erection between my legs. During my bath, my manhood had been swelling and getting harder. As a confirmed bachelor, I had no serious lady in my life....

Susan JenningsChapter 6

That evening Mike and Ginny drove Susan to the hospital where the CAT scan was scheduled. When they arrived, Mike was joined by a friend, John Roberts, a top general surgeon. The two doctors met the radiologist-CAT operator in the control booth and Mike told him where to start looking. Almost instantly the CAT revealed three imbedded bullets in Susan's right side and shoulder. Roberts did not believe his eyes. "Mike, I was wondering what you had been smoking when you called me," he said....

Dark Voyage Winter JenningsChapter 2

I was spending hours with the diminutive, scarlet-haired Sullivan twins, bleary-eyed from the grainy security tapes. Duplicating what more competent investigators with the KCPD were doing. At home, at dinner, I tried to wear a game face for Walker. He had lost Mindy to California, to Stanford, to a more age-appropriate life. I had lost my friend, Mary Packer, but I was determined not to let the gloom prevail. After working all day on her dream restaurant, Euforia, Vanessa was overseeing the...

Dark Voyage Winter JenningsChapter 11

Vanessa took one sip of the claret that bore The Globe’s label. She sniffed first, then swished and swallowed. “It’s not plonk, Winter. Decent. About like you’d expect in a mail order wine club.” “Price?” “Around $15 or $20. Certainly under $30.” “Is it a Bordeaux?” “No, it’s definitely California. Over-oaked. Maybe Central Valley. That’s just a guess, I can’t really narrow the location that much.” All house wines were to be a minimum of a $200 value. It says so right on the menus. And...

Dark Voyage Winter JenningsChapter 12

Well, I now knew what Reginald (call me Reggie) Angstrom was up to. Smuggling a deadly, lethally potent, drug called Ghost from Mexico into the States. And maybe other countries. The Globe is headed for Buenos Aires, so maybe Argentina too. Shit, maybe Europe, maybe Asia. What I also didn’t know was what to do about it. I owed Phillip Montgomery a full explanation. He had brought me into this square dance in the first place. And his hedge fund owned 30% of The Globe. I can imagine how...

The God Pill Winter JenningsChapter 4

I read somewhere that morals are personal; ethics are societal. I had a vague sense of unease that both morals and ethics might be compromised by some of the principals in my Atwater investigation. I’ve been saving for a surprise Christmas present for Vanessa. For our loft, our kitchen. I saw her looking at a French stove, La Cornue, that is gorgeous. And, I assume, does the job. We can’t afford it, but ... Vanessa. She didn’t ask for it, didn’t even hint at it, she wouldn’t. But if she...

The God Pill Winter JenningsChapter 10

Walker and Pilar are a fixture around town, a constant couple. And a fixture in the Wrigley as well. They both solemnly do the bidding of the Grand Duchess, Anastasia Nikolaevna, one of two permanent hotel residents. Anastasia and Wally Maypole had checked in a few years ago and simply never left. They pay a few bucks from time to time out of some dimly remembered sense of obligation. The Duchess regards the hotel staff, plus Walker and Pilar, as lieges put on earth to do her bidding. The...

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 3 A Pandemonium of Parrots

2019 That was then; this was now, four years later. A lot had changed in my life since I told Carol Sue Parker goodbye at O’Hare. Of course, a lot would change in any four-year period; it’s just that I ended up measuring that particular span in terms of a young woman I had thought I’d never see again. Life goes on. Walker was now 15; I was 33. I was married, deliciously so, to Vanessa Henderson. Walker had a live-in girlfriend, his second, named Pilar Paloma. I was still doing a daily...

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 14 A Deceit of Lapwings

Is everything up to date in Kansas City? No, of course not. But progress is being made. Although the voters recently took a sort-of step backwards. But this created the possibility of an ironic, and symbolic, positive statement. The City Council voted, unanimously I think, to rename a historically significant boulevard — The Paseo. It’s around ten miles long, running north and south between two other major thoroughfares — Troost and Prospect. The city’s decision to change ‘The Paseo’ to...

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 16 A Murder of Crows

Saturday morning breakfast, Walker and Gregory in charge of provisioning. Vanessa smiled at Pilar, “Is Walker still servicing himself?” Sucking his own cock. “Sometimes. Depends on what I’m in the mood for.” Gregory turned to Vanessa, not one whit of embarrassment, “I can’t suck it yet, but I can lick the very tip. Pilar thinks I’ll be able to if I keep practicing.” Vanessa gave him her glorious smile, ‘How often do you practice, honey?” “Every night when I’m home.” Pilar said, “I have...

First Do No Harm Winter JenningsChapter 10 Starbucks

Vanessa came home, chatted with Gloria. In English. She took a quick shower and joined us for dinner. Slipped a Mendocinas to Hobo. The Proper Villain was on the prowl. Pilar poured him some dry food, added a little empanada juice from the cast iron pan. Gloria watched with interest. She had a grown daughter, but, so far as I knew, lived alone in LA and New York. Maybe being around a family was refreshing. Gloria reached over, patted my hand, “So, how are you?” “Pretty good, considering....

Mrs Fields Cookies

© 2002 Couture Sharon didn't care very much for her new supervisor, nor, did most of her co-workers. It wasn't as if any of them held any great love for their former supervisor either, but at least Mrs. Feldman had been tough enough and canny enough that they didn't mind thinking of her as their boss. However, the new supervisor, Kristie was fresh out of college and green as spring wood. To make matters worse, Sharon had put in for the job and didn't get it. As a result, Sharon was...

Milk and Cookies

Thanks to my editor, AnInsatiableReader, for helping my clean this up. Also, thanks to my fiancee, for putting up with the time it takes for my neurotic ass to write, and for helping me clean it up, too. This is my entry in the 2012 Winter Holidays contest. Vote, comment and send feedback! * ‘Now I know what he likes for a late night snack, for years now it’s been bringing him back, milk and cookies…’ I kept my voice mostly to myself, but I still sang along to Clint Black’s tribute to...

Butt Cookies

Behind her, William was jogging as well, appreciating the view of Emily's ass in front of him as he listened to his iPod. He increased pace slightly when she had passed him to keep this view. His cock had been hard for a while now and was at the point of throbbing. Seeing a small clearing ahead with a picnic table, he sped up. As Emily reached the point of the path closest to the table, she felt a pair of firm sweaty hands grabbing her by her waist & pushing her to the side, by the table....

Cookies

I saw him standing outside, looking in. My front door was open, and , I guessed he was selling something.He slowly began walking up my steps. I was standing about 3 feet from my door, and just came out of my shower. I decided to tease him a little, and,purposely removed my towel. I pretended not to notice him. He never rang the doorbell, he just stood there and stared. I was facing the door and squated. I acted like I was wiping a spot on the floor with my towel. I made sure my legs were...

Christmas Cookies

Chapter One Twenty-eight days before Christmas I found myself in a remote, fortified camp in what seemed to be a million miles from nowhere. I am Lieutenant Eric Steiger, United States Navy, and I command a mixed unit of Marines and Navy SEALs. Our mission is to gather intelligence on arms being transported from Iran into Afghanistan. ‘Hey, Lieutenant. The supply helo is about ten minutes out. Do you have anything that needs to go back to headquarters?’ Chief Petty Officer Thomas Kincaid...

CALL GIRL CHRONICLES 5 Breaking Cookies

No, sweetie, itll be fun! said Kimiko, speaking into the phone. Its not like youll be doing anything you never did before. Remember that time with Richard? That was different, Kimi, protested Holly. Richard was my boyfriend, not some total stranger! Holly was Kimis freshman-year roommate in college, a petite blue-eyed blonde whose child-like facial features made her look much younger than she actually was. Kimi had discovered that Holly was bi-sexual almost by accident, at a frat party they...

Cum and Cookies

I saw him again, with his books spreading over a small table and himself sitting in a chair he was studying in his backyard. I went to the wall that separated our backyards and I bent over it. I called his name. He looked at me, starred at my cleavage and I smiled looking at him. He was eighteen, a little shy with lots of dirty thoughts in his mind. My cleavage was enough to make his young cock hard like steel. I noticed him adjusting his cock under the table, and he looked down feeling...

Girl Scout Cookies

Note: I am not the original author(s) of this story, though I may add to it once I finish transferring over the original story. I am moving this story over from editthis for the better functionality of chyoa. I am editing the chapters as I move them over, so some chapters may be combined or eliminated based on the new format. I have made the following changes right off the bat: I am clarifying that the two girls are 18 (they are in their last year of high school, so they can continue to be Girl...

Mrs Clauss Cookies

Phoebe Grant had to laugh as she looked at herself in the small bathroom mirror as she finished getting dressed. The reflection that greeted her was one that had become quite familiar over the last few weeks, but still filled her with a certain amusement all the same. What would her co-workers at the bank think if they could see her now? She was an Elf, right down to the pointed ears and the equally pointed bright green shoes. "Well it's not the worst job I've ever had," the twenty-two...

Buy My Girl Scout Cookies

“Well, aren’t you the cutest little Girl Scout?” he said to me. “I love the pigtails.”I couldn’t believe I actually did it! He seemed to like it, though. I found a way-too-short, sexy Girl Scout costume online and ordered it to surprise him. It came in yesterday. The thin green material really set off my red hair and the short dress showed half of my ass when I was walking erect. I had pondered wearing white cotton panties or my new lace designer thong, but I opted for nothing at all beneath...

Fresh Cookies

When she waved a hand in front of her face. The midsection of the man dissipated like he was made of light dust. Only his cock remained, and it continued to spew ancient semen with a hundred times the normal sperm count down her gullet. If only the jizz was as easy to disperse, she wouldn’t be constantly digesting a bloated stomachful. But at least, until the white dust reformed into a prehistoric, hip-thrusting Neanderthal, she had her answer: the room was bright. It was morning. And she...

Milk and Cookies

T'was the night before Christmas, and in MzDominica's house, santa crouched next to the Christmas tree, pulling packages out of his sack. The ornaments and lights on the tree twinkled and shimmered, even though no one else was in the room to appreciate them. Suddenly, from somewhere in the tree, a light mist, like an air freshener, sprayed into his face. Santa's thoughts went blank for a moment, and he did not realize that MzDominica had entered the room and was standing next to him, until She...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 3 Top Down

Clint called, “Any New York plans yet?” “Remember Vanessa? Tall, good looking. Married.” “I’ll throw in a set of steak knives.” Click. Hey! I’m the one supposed to be hanging up. We invited Cathal Conway and family for Sunday brunch. Riles went with Walker and Pilar back to their room. She may be only 10, but the kids treat her as an equal. Jorge and Javier immediately started roughhousing with Hobo. The Proper Villain jumped up on Juanita’s lap. Cathal accepted his glass of Jamison —...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 4 Lumber

Pilar: “A gorilla walks into a bar and says, ‘A scotch on the rocks, please.’ He hands the bartender a twenty.” Walker: “The bartender thinks to himself, ‘This gorilla doesn’t know the price of drinks,’ and gives him fifteen cents change.” Pilar frowns. Walker: “You know, we don’t get too many gorillas in here.” Pilar: “Well, at nineteen eighty-five a fucking drink, I ain’t coming back, either.” The boarding process was surprisingly smooth. I guess when your ship loads up three...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 8 St Dominic

Okay, Duke Arlington. Head Scout for the Royals. Age 43. Southern California — born and raised. Had played right field with the LA Dodgers. I read several Dodgers blogs and columns and recaps. Arlington had been what insiders called a journeyman player. Astonishingly good to make it to the majors; but merely average once he got there. I went back to my Fount of Sports Knowledge, Pat Hodges. She glanced at her watch — I was back on the $100-per-hour clock. She sipped Henrietta’s Own, chewed...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 9 Fantastique

Pilar: “Guy walks into a bar and is shocked to see a horse behind the bar.” Walker: “Horse says, ‘What’s the matter? You can’t believe that a horse can tend bar?’” Pilar: “No. I just can’t believe the ferret sold the place.” Alicia Collins called me from New York. “Bear told you.” “Yes. Have to admit it shocked me. Vanessa too. And the kids.” “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything. But I felt it was Bear’s news to share.” “No, I understand. And he would have wanted to be the one to tell...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 13 The Panic Room

Walker: “We don’t serve time travelers in here.” Pilar: “A time traveler walks into a bar.” Saturday morning breakfast, sun streaming in our Main Street windows. Pilar glanced at Walker’s face, looked under the kitchen table, sighed. “Vanessa, what would our family be like if Papi were ... like, normal?” Vanessa laughed, “Well, we’ll never know, will we?” I shook my head, “A mother’s burden...” Pilar held out her hand, “Come on, Papi, I’ll take care of it. Again.” Gregory stood, “No,...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 15 EEEE

Richard Hyder was apoplectic, “Your Honor! This is outrageous! Trial by ambush! I’ve never seen anything so ... underhanded, so deceitful, in my forty-one years before the bar.” “Is there an objection in there?” Judge Graves seemed more amused than annoyed. “Yes! Yes there is. The Defense hasn’t even begun to present its case and this ... this ... private eye miraculously points the way ... I object! This ... these items cannot be entered into evidence.” “Grounds?” “Illegal search and...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 8 Kernel

My mother called me. At work. First Autumn, now ... Flora Jennings. “Winter, can you come by?” Mom knew I worked, had my own office. But since I was no longer with the KCPD, nor employed by a real company, she simply hadn’t accepted that I do anything worthwhile. In fact, after Reggie left me, and before Vanessa married me, my mother regarded me as ... sad. A loser. Couldn’t keep a man, couldn’t find a real job. So it didn’t surprise me that she would expect me to drop whatever...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 9 Perks and Recreation

I was building frequent flyer miles like crazy. For the first time in my life. The FBI policy was to let contract consultants like Daddy and me keep our miles. Fair enough since we didn’t qualify for the standard benefits package. But now that I was working, however indirectly, for the US Senate, I wondered what the policy would be. I was spending time thinking about trivia like that because it was a break from thinking about ... no progress. My brilliant serial number breakthrough hadn’t...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 14 Mole

Two parallel investigations — sometimes intersecting, sometimes intertwined. The FBI, supervised by Ash Collins, was focused primarily on illegal weapons — manufacturing and sales. And chasing the gun money, possibly diamonds, around the world. Matt Striker, reporting to Constance Grayson, was all things Meriwether. Their PAC, their possible connections to Wexler and Hoffstatter. And, just maybe their connections to diamonds. I was, for now, relegated to the sidelines. Impatiently so. Ash...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 15 Terrycloth

The Whittaker Fund, the ammunition gambit, was bringing us into intermittent contact with Karl Hoffstatter. Well, with his gopher, Roger ‘Hoppy’ Cransdale. The FBI had decided to let Cransdale roam free for now. The bet was that he’d lead them to higher-ups in the American Nazi movement. The further bet was that the low-priced ammo that the Aryan was buying wouldn’t be used for anything but training purposes. It wasn’t a long-term wager; once Cransdale started repeating his route stops,...

TV Game Show Winter JenningsChapter 6 The Proper Villain

Cathal Conway’s BaBoomz photos were better than I had dreamed. He somehow managed to pull off a couple of minor miracles. He glamorized the strippers, especially the girls. Nothing sleazy, not even close. Each girl looked interesting, appealing, mysterious. And mystery is difficult to achieve when you’re stark fucking naked. Oh, maybe heels. In addition, those black and white photos with blurry backgrounds evoked a Flapper Girl era. The 1920s, before the Crash. A couple of the pictures, had...

TV Game Show Winter JenningsChapter 8 Carmody Estaban

Pilar Paloma was arrested by two ICE agents — a man and a woman — around 3:30 on a Monday afternoon. She was across the street from the school that had just let out. Sitting on a bench on Brookside Boulevard, waiting for the Main Street Max to take her to the Crossroads. To the Wrigley, to Walker. In March, 2017 the Kansas City School Board had approved a policy that prevented ICE agents from being on school properties without a warrant. We don’t know whether Pilar had been targeted...

TV Game Show Winter JenningsChapter 9 Mindy

Dragon Lady # 2 called me, “Cyrus wants dinner.” Cyrus Vandenberg. One of my Irregulars, the oldest one. In his mid-80s, creaky, cranky, but his mental acuity seems just fine. He’ll have some rumor to pass on, some gossip, some hearsay. “When and where?” “What am I, your bitch?” Click. Good point. When you’re part of the Bulldog Bannerman infrastructure, a measly private detective is several rungs lower on the accomplishment ladder. I called Cyrus, “Hi, it’s Winter.” “No...

TV Game Show Winter JenningsChapter 11 Captain Hollins

So far as the FBI can determine, there are four Mr. Television victims: > Mildred Hawkins, a Northland waitress found by the banks of the Missouri river. She was the first. The first that we know about anyway. Two dogs. Rabies. TV tie-in: “Borderland”. > Alice Rancher, a Pembroke teacher whose posed body in a red dress was placed in Loose Park. “Hinterland”. Tentative cuts around her eyes. > Juanita Gomez, a maid at the Westin Hotel. Found near an abandoned meatpacking plant off...

TV Game Show Winter JenningsChapter 13 Hank

My problem, well there were many, but my most immediate one, was Dixie Wexler. Who, Sarah Meriwether swears, was on a mission that she didn’t initiate and that she couldn’t cancel. In her RightWorld office, she told me, “It’s not that he’s brilliant, he isn’t. But our people say he’s dogged — he believes his reputation, his image as a man, depends on delivering on his promise. He keeps his word.” Swell. “Of course he screws up, he’s no criminal mastermind. But he keeps at it. Just keeps at...

Porn Trends